Bachelor Hell

Grayson POV

I walk downstairs in all my bridal glory. “You guys are messed up, you know that, right?” I say as I take in their own outfits, which are even worse than mine.

Evan shrugs, looking utterly defeated in a cheerleader’s uniform. “I didn’t have a choice.”

“At least I’m not the only one getting tortured,” I mutter as we head out into the night.

The night starts off innocently enough, drinks and laughter. But it quickly takes a turn when Zade stands up, a wicked grin on his face. “Ladies! Gather round! We’ve got a special auction tonight,” he shouts, pulling me to my feet.

I stare at him in horror. “No. No. No, Zade. Absolutely not.”

“For one dance only! Who wants to take the groom-to-be for a spin?” Zade continues, ignoring me entirely.

Women start bidding, and before I know it, I’m being pulled onto the dance floor by the highest bidder, who clearly has no concept of personal space. She touches me in all the wrong places, and I just pray for the sweet release of death.

When I